Week 8.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 8 Regardless of what you think of the most recent deaths, four more people have died this week. Milla Maxwell, Angel, Susan Ashworth, and Aligula are gone now, leaving you with about a quarter of your original number. Thirty-five down to twelve - this can't keep going for much longer, can it? Is there anything you can do? Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; come Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock and there are no dead bodies to be found, so it can be assumed that all of you are safe for the time being. That said, you'll be feeling a little groggy when you wake up; it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Unlike the previous weeks, however, it seems that either you've reached the end of the line or Jericho has decided to stop rewarding you for your effort; where there would usually be a stairwell to a new floor, you're met with nothing but solid wall. Perhaps it's distressing; perhaps it's a good sign. Only time will tell, and time isn't something you have a lot of around here. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 12

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[OOC: Welcome to week eight of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Coordinators, you can do so through private meetings with Hilda!]

Comments

[sleepytimegal]

How'd he betray you?

[ She settles in to listen; it seems...this looks like something Rin needs to talk about. ]

[heritrix]

[Oh god, Alex, it's just the tip of the iceberg.]

It doesn't matter, it was dumb. He did it just to get away from me, because as long as I was his Master he couldn't disobey my orders, and I'd ordered him not to kill Shirou.

[sleepytimegal]

I take it...Shirou's a friend? Why would your uh...partner want to kill your friend?

[heritrix]

[If it wasn't obvious she was drunk before now, it'll become quickly obvious here and her mood shifts on a dime, expression pinching like there's something thick in her throat. Rin's voice cracks with grief.]

Because he wanted to die. [No, it was worse than that. Tears prick at the corners of her eyes, and the water in her glass wobbles unsteadily.] He wanted to erase himself...

[sleepytimegal]

[ Ah. Oh, oh there's a lot of questions here that--

Alex goes to her knees by Rin now, not quite sure how to approach this. ]

He... He is your friend, but- a different version of him?